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Chapter Sixteen

H
e sped
into the parking lot to the precinct, and pulled into the closest parking spot to the front doors. He threw the car into park, ripped the keys out of the ignition, and grabbed the evidence bag. As he walked into the precinct he looked down at his watch.
He couldn’t fucking believe it was almost 8’clock. Zee was going to fucking kill him. Seth raced downstairs to the lab room.

“Boys! Thanks for staying, thanks for being here so late.” Seth yelled out crashing the door open.

“Hey hey, Lane!” The younger tall kid stood up and walked over towards Seth.

“You know we live for this shit… whatcha got for us boss man?” The chubbier kid said, rubbing his eyes under his glasses.

The taller one grabbed the evidence bag from Seth. “A water bottle, huh?”

“See what you can pull off of this, and try to match these fingerprints to the ones I pulled off of the dryer.” Seth said patting the taller kid on the back.

The chubbier one adjusted his glasses on his face, “You got it Lane, we’ll get this information back to you as fast as our non-updated machines will run.”

“Thanks guys, work that magic of yours.” Seth yelled walking back upstairs.

* * *

S
eth made
his way back to his office, and noticed Ashley still at his desk working away at the computer.

“What are you still doing here?” Seth said loosening his tie.

“Well, I, Umm, I worked the email list. I went through and eliminated everyone that was female as well as all of her professors. I also went through and scratched off all of her family members.” Ashley said.

Seth loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. “Great, that actually takes a lot off my plate. Thank you for that.”

“Speaking of plate, I know I kinda interrupted your lunch earlier, so, after you called and said you were on the way back here. I ran across the street and picked you up another burger from your spot before they closed.” Ashley picked up the to-go box and slid it across the desk.

“Seriously?! This is wonderful. Wait, how did you know that I like this place? And how did you know what I order from here?” Seth opened the box and dove into the fries.

“You know, I’m trying to get this whole detective thing down…” Ashley smiled, “I saw you go over there for lunch earlier today. Then I called you and told you about the credit card info. It didn’t look like you had enough time to eat. So when you called me and said that you were on your way back here, I ran over there and asked the guy what you normally order and I got it for you.”

“Oh my god, this is amazing.” Seth took a quarter of the burger in one bite.

* * *

J
ust as Seth
returned from the bathroom, the phone rang.

“Detective Lane’s office, how can I help you?” Ashley answered.

Ashley’s eyes opened wide as she looked up at Seth, “Okay, yeah, I’ll let him know, thank you.”

“That was the lab, they said you should come down. They’ve got something to show you.” Ashley said as she was hanging up the phone.

“Did it sound like it was good news?” Seth asked.

“They sounded a little excited.” Ashley said.

“Awesome. I’m on the way.”

* * *


W
hatcha got for me boys
?” Seth said opening the door to the lab.

“Oh you’re going to love us, boss man.” The chubby kid excitedly said.

The tall skinny one spun around in his chair. “Oh yeah, you’re going to love this, sir!”

“Because you were able to seal this bottle in the plastic evidence bag so fast, we were able to pull DNA.” The chubby kid said.

“DNA?!” Seth’s ears perked up.

“Yeah, DNA from the opening where he put his mouth up against it to drink out of. And well, you told us to work our magic. So we swabbed the area and ran a test, we then compared it to the sample from the rape kit.” The chubby kid said.

“Go on?” Seth was starting to get a little excited. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through his body.

The skinny kid stood up, “Well, while he was doing that, I pulled the fingerprints off the bottle. And right here on the seam of the wrapper I was able to pull a great print. So great that I was able to extract 32 points from it.”

“32 points? What does that mean?” Seth asked.

“You see, when we pull fingerprints, we’re lucky if we can get twelve points to match and compare. Some other things we look for are called loops, arches, and whorls. And it even goes deeper than that, we really try to focus on the central pocket loops, plain arches, and plain whorls. Like the print you got from the dryer, we were only able to pull 21 points off of that print.” The skinny kid explained, “Which is still considered to be a fantastic fingerprint.”

Seth shook his head.
Okay, I just learned way more about fingerprints than I ever wanted to know.

“So you pulled 32 points what does that mean?” Seth asked again.

“It means we are able to compare the 32 points of reference from the fingerprints off the water bottle to the 21 points of reference from the fingerprints on the dryer. And it came back as a one-hundred percent match.” The skinny kid said.

The chubby kid walked up, adjusting his glasses. “And I was able to speed up the incubation process for the DNA, and I compared it to the DNA from the hospital’s rape kit, and that also came back as a one-hundred percent match.”

“So this is my guy?” Seth’s entire body raced with excitement and adrenaline.

“Unless this guy was able to clone himself in the past twenty-four hours, I’d say so.” The chubby kid pushed his glasses tighter against his face, and hiccuped out the stereotypical star-trek nerd laugh.

“Out-fuckin-standing. Thanks a lot guys.” Seth practically tripped over himself to run out of the lab and up the stairs.

Chapter Seventeen

A
t the top
of the steps Seth yelled for Ashley.

“Ashley, Captains office!”

Seth made his way through the maze of cubicles to the Captain’s office.

“Captain you busy?” Seth blurted out, knocking on the door at the same time.

“What have you got Lane?” The Captain replied.

“Cap… the lab boys just came back with the results from some of the evidence I brought in. We’ve got a one-hundred percent match!” Adrenaline was still pumping through Seth and his mind was racing at a mile a minute. His words were coming out a little fast and breathy but he didn’t care. This is how he got every time the evidence clicked together. Every time that he knew he was that much closer to taking a piece of shit off the streets. “This is my guy, I need an arrest and search warrant ASAP.”

“Okay, tell me everything you know.” The Captain said.

Seth explained what he had. “I found a gas receipt in the parking lot across the street from my victim’s residence. On a hunch, I had Ashley gather the information, and it came back to a Mr. Roman Caligula. Earlier today I drove out and spoke to him, and he was, well let’s just say he was a fucking jerk.”

Seth sat down in the chair in front of the Captain’s desk. “He gave me a really bad vibe. While I was speaking with him, he discarded a water bottle on the ground. Once he left the scene, I collected the bottle in an evidence bag and brought it back to the lab boys.”

“Okay, all good so far, anything that a subject throws away is free game for us.” The Captain said.

Seth continued, “The lab boys tested the water bottle for not only fingerprints but they were able to get DNA as well. They then compared the fingerprints on the bottle to the fingerprints I pulled from the dryer at the crime scene. They also compared the DNA from the water bottle to the DNA on the rape kit from the hospital. And they both came back with a one-hundred percent match.”

“Great work, this all sounds great, I’ll get on the phone with the judge and inform him of what you’ve got. You get started on typing up that arrest and search warrant.” The Captain said leaning forward to pick up the phone.

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